Luyện nghe bài hát Give Me the Ass

Ha, say who's scientific, 3 C-F (that's my crew)

Yo, on the homey, let me let you know about me
ain't too many people who can talk about me
See frontin' ain't nothin', who they tryin' to
Half of them niggas talkin' can't pay for the
in my pocket, this flow, they can't stop it
Shit, 20 bricks and a team to mop it
Who wanna it?
Get blown out the (Hey, who's gettin' money?)
the topic
Stay true, in it for you
I know you wanna get down, and Malibu
That's a dream, pay to the sceme
Follow the rules and we all get cream

Baby if you me the ass (baby if you give me the ass)
Maybe you see some cash (maybe you might see some cash)
If you think I'm to fash (if you think I'm moving to fash)
We can this blunt with hash

Les:
Where you
Q-Bourgh, and rugged like ma bourgh
new joint (what?)
Give it to you radio style, so heads can
Gotta make this in 9-7
Attack with the most hunger, got mouths to feed and we ain't no

No doubt, mix the Guinstout, the Colt 40
Toastin' the majority, stay
tobacco spilt on the pavement
Feelin' my beats from the basement, on one cut
No shit (shhhhh)
That's why we hit you in the head a joint you familiar with

Yo shortie rock we can wine and
But in time let me remind, eventually I to be
Somewhere behind you, you
Never the less to refine you
you outta def and dumb and unblind you
No game shortie, don't
It's all math, material things just last
So light this L and parlay me
tonight shortie rock you gonna stay with me

Pyscho
Son beat is mad hot, 100 degrees
Slide back the sun roof, a breeze
Let out the smoke from the trees, torch our
by strink G's
As I count Ben-G's, I clocked off track doin friendly
Kick it to this chick in like Wendys
Tried to touch her tada, said "Ah-ah"
down the Chewbacca, but I was like...

(X2)

Give me the ass baby, give me the ass baby, live without the ass baby
Give me the ass baby, give me the ass, oh give me the ass, give me the
ass
Oh me the ass

it to him